Super-Villain Style

I don’t wanna come off like one of those gay dudes Chris Rock was talking about, one of those dudes that watch the Oscars for the fashion, because I watch the Oscars for the fashion, or the lack of it. I love checking out chicks trying to gain respect by coming out in pulging necklines and open backs to the buttocks. I love cleavage. I like see-thru fabrics. I love long slits up to the hip bone. I like tall skinny heels. And I love jiggling. Here’s hoping for an earthquake.

To sound even more gay, I hate to see wrestlers wearing shorts when they should be wearing tights. Did you see that foul stinch they call Chris Masters, the Masterpiece, in his white booties, showing off his grotesque physique. That was one of the crappiest unveilings in wrestling history. And what made it even worse is that he came out in shorts, and he doesn’t look right in shorts. What we know about wrestling is that it’s all about the look.

Look at Kane. He has a great opening theme, his look is just right in the black and red tights. He comes out, does his routine, which usually sucks, then he chokeslams a brother, does that shit in the middle of the ring, and fire comes out of the ring post. That’s why Kane still has a job. He looks good in the ring. Compare that to Snitsky in his goofy black shorts and tall black boots. Or Tyson Tomko. Or even Luther Reigns. Some guys look decent in shorts, and some need to cover their goofy white legs up.

By the way, I got my images back. And I am happy. Even though in just one day, you bastards have sucked already at least 300 mbs of bandwidth out of my shit looking at half-naked ass and titties. And that has got to stop. I may have to move that shit. Perverts!

Finally, the Massacre has leaked. And it’s pretty bad. Too fuckin’ long. And half of the production is this fake, cold, keyboard shit. One of the biggest surprises is that two of the tracks on this shit just completely suck, and they’re by Dre, who I usually like. Of course, Eminem chimes in with some more horrendous production. The soul tracks work better than the keyboard shit. And 50 ain’t really talking about anything new throughout the whole fuckin’ album.

I was actually looking forward to this shit. I thought it wouldn’t be halfway bad. My expectations weren’t really all that high. And this shit didn’t even reach that level. I guess this proves that top acts on big labels can’t really come through for their public anymore. Rather its rock dudes like U2 and REM, or rap guys like Nas and 50, the art of putting out a decent album that surpasses the hype is long gone. No dude on a major label will ever release a classic ever again. I guess it’s a lost art.

Special Weekend Edition.

Tried out my Smack-A-Beyotch program, and let me tell you that that shit didn’t work one bit. In fact, I think I might be able to have babies now, because one woman kicked me so hard in my nuts, I think I might have ovaries now. I guess that proves that a man should never hit a woman, unless she has a gun or a knife, or a bomb, or if she’s loud talking him. I still stand by Snoop: if a woman’s loud talking you, the Bible says you should smack the shit out of her. Those are the exact words Moses, or was it Jesus, spoke to the people in Nazer.., er, Isrea.., uh, someplace biblical. It’s true. Of course, the Bible also says if there aren’t any women around that aren’t related to you, you should bone your daughters, or your sisters, or your cousins. So, take it as you will.

Anyway, a couple of months ago I championed the rise of Booker T in the ranks of the WWE. By switching him to Smackdown, he could finally return to the main event standings. Unfortunately, Booker T hasn’t lived up to my expectations. His matches have been dreadful as of late. And I honestly believe he needs to either step up his game, or be forced back down into the mid-card ranks. Of course, there’s a third option. He could retire. But I doubt if that’s likely. I just don’t think Booker saved up enough ole’ folk dough in order for him to retire. Which means that he’s destined to continue to stink up our tv screens with his wrestling crap.

And therefore I propose that we send him back to Raw so that he can battle with the likes of Gene Snitsky and Simon Dean. In exchange, Smackdown would get the rejuvenated Edge. Edge has proven himself a main eventer. I enjoyed his matches with Shawn Micheals and Triple H. And Smackdown needs some new upper main event blood. The Smackdown roster is still pretty thin, which is the only reason I can assume that Kenzo Suzuki has been kept around. Anybody that makes Eddie look bad in the ring needs to be released. But there’s nobody to replace him.

Bringing Edge over makes sense even for Raw. Edge has gone through Chris Benoit, Shawn Micheals, Triple H. The future just doesn’t look all that bright for the man. I mean, has he faced Kane, or the Hurricane, or Tyson Tomko? You get where I’m going with this. While on Smackdown, he could start new feuds with Kurt Angle, Eddie Guerrero, John Cena, and RVD, when he returns. It’ll be almost a whole year before he would be forced to face the likes of JBL, the Big Show, and the Undertaker. He could even do a program with Rey Mysterio. Shit, it makes sense to me.

As you can tell, I’m a Smackdown lover. Not because it’s a better show. More like the opposite. I like it because it has always felt like the bastard child of the WWE. Wasn’t the Rock supposed to be exclusive to Smackdown. But he left, and to make his brief appearances more like suprises, I’m sure it made sense to feature him on Raw, which isn’t taped like Smackdown. I don’t know if it’s me, but didn’t Raw look better in Japan than Smackdown. Raw just looks better, and it sounds better, too. And all the stars are on Raw. Raw is overloaded with stars.

Smackdown has always been the place where they try out new faces. Batista, Orton, Cena, all made their debut on Smackdown. Smackdown has always had to do with less. And for the most part, it has succeeded. Up until last year, Smackdown was the show you went to for workrate. Angle, Edge, Mysterio, Benoit, Guerrero were all on Smackdown. They controlled the heavyweight division and the tag division, and even the cruiserweight division. It was a place where wasted stars on Raw found redemption. Anybody remember Mattitude? It was where the next big thing became a wrestling phenomenom. Brock Lesnar went from a two dimensional, non-speaking, powerhouse, to a fully well-rounded wrestler. And then it all went to dirt.

Edge went out with neck problems. Hardy and Benoit were switched back to Raw. Lesnar bailed out on the company for a failed football career. And Angle faced being paralyzed from chronic neck problems from when he broke his neck when he was a amateur wrestler. Eddie was given the belt, and was eventually screwed, because he was forced to program with an untested Bradshaw in the heavyweight ranks. His reign became a disappointment, and the belt was eventually given to Bradshaw, rechristened, JBL. JBL redefined himself as the chicken-shit champion. And over a half year later, we find him still champion, his success due to his above average mic skills, because he’s truly below average in the ring, him and his beer gut.

That’s why all of us Smackdown lovers hope that “trades” are in the future because we can’t live with this shit anymore. We need some credible wrestlers in the ring. We need the return of the workrate we became accustomed to. We need our wrestlers back. Raw doesn’t need Hardy. They hate Hardy. Why else would they have him wrestling Kane in that Lita-Hardy-Kane crap from last year. Give us back our Mattitude. We also would like Chris Jericho, and possibly, Chris Benoit. Maybe even Shelton Benjamin, although I think I might be asking for too much there.

I know none of the wrestlers want to work on Smackdown. It’s a show that’s going to the dirt. But I remember when it was the greatest wrestling show on television. Of course. that ain’t saying much, because there were only two, maybe three if you count those TNA PPVs, that were on television at the time. But you know what I mean. And if you don’t, act like you do. That’ll make it easier on both you and me.

I guess I’m still a lazy ass bastard because I still didn’t implement those last few site revisions. I need to stop saying I’m gonna do something and not do something. I bet that shit’s annoying. Anyway, Batista wins the Royal Rumble like everybody and their mama should have known. Him and Cena at the end was logical. They were the only two credible contenders. Vince McMahon fucks his knee up while trying to enter the ring to make a desicion that can only be made in pro wrestling on a regular basis, whose foot touched the ground first. Now we got Raw teasing a Smackdown switch for Batista, even though we know it won’t happen. It’s in the stars. Batista is facing Triple H. Some other matches to look forward to are Shawn Micheals versus Kurt Angle, Guerrero versus Booker T, Heidenreich and Snisky vs Kane and the Undertaker, and possibly Cena versus JBL for the WWE Title. At least that’s what I’m predicting at the present moment. Of course this can all change in the next few weeks.

Now on to other matters. I thought about putting more newsworthy shit on my site. People said that last year, or maybe this year, was the year of the blog, that somehow in some bizzaro, hell-infused parallel universe, blogs had become a valid destination for trustworthy news. And if I decided to actually start putting real important news shit on my site, I’d have to start being trustworthy and honest. And by starting to be trustworthy and honest, my site would gain in the newfound legitimacy that other weblogs have gained. Super-villain Style would thus become legitimate, something valid and good. And I’d gain a newfound level of respect in the blogosphere, in the journalism world, and ultimately, throughout the whole planet.

And then I said, FUCK THAT SHIT!

Being honest is too fuckin’ hard. And I’d have to stop lying. And stealing other people’s content. And I’d have to start using proper grammar, and spelling right, and using that right sentence structure and punctuation crap. And I’d eventually have to stop using foul language. And that shit made it definite. Fuck legitimate. I haven’t been legitimate since I was born. I strive for illegitimacy. Illegitimacy rules. All you other whores can suck that broadcast dick. This man is his own man. I strive for pure bullshit. I stand strong to my nature. I’m a mothafuckin’ bastard. Born a bastard. Die a bastard. And I live to lie, cheat and steal like a bastard.

For Example:

ALICIA KEYS TO MARRY 50 CENT

When will this marriage take place? Who cares. I don’t know. But I predict some time down the line that Alicia Keys will marry 50 Cent. Why? Just like Whitney and Bobby, Alicia will find the lesbian rumors plaguing her career for years to come. To shut up the rumor mill, Keys will go all out and marry the thug/rapper/actor, 50 Cent. The world will be stunned and wonder if the girl is crazy.

Afterwards, Keys will develop a drug problem, if she hasn’t already. Did you see her in that Karma video. She looks kind of drugged out already in that shit. Anyway, she and 50 will have a fat daughter together and name her Celicia, for no apparent reason other than I couldn’t think of a really dumb name at the time of typing this up. In a twist, 50’s career will skyrocket and Alicia will become the has been crackhead, losing a lot of weight and doing shows as Skeletor.

And she will also begin beating 50 on a regular basis, eventually being locked up several times for spousal abuse. This will cause 50 to try to commit suicide seeing that he will have lost all credibility in the record business and on the streets due to him getting his ass kicked on the regular by his skinny former pop star wife.

After that, Alicia will serve a year in prison for running over a group of kids at a mall she had just performed in. She will get in her car after the concert, do some heroin and plow through those little bastards like, like, something a person plows right on through. They will visit Africa after she gets out prison and proclaim themselves new Africans and eat monkey meat. And then they will have another kid and name him Tyrone, because I still couldn’t think of a really funny name there either. They stay together until they’re in their 50s, and then they divorce.

Now if anyone wants to link to that news item, they can. I have no problem with anybody linking to it or stealing it outright and claiming they wrote it. In fact, I hope some of you do just that. So, when Alicia and 50 find out about this shit, they’ll sue you instead of me. Because I’ll just be clever and delete this post and act like I don’t know what anybody’s talking about. I’ll just act dumb. (Like that would be really hard for you. Har-Har.)

Decided to shit out this post to end the week. That way I can say I finished out the week on track. As you can tell I treat this blog posting like drug therapy. And the beginning of the week I found myself backsliding. I guess I’ll always be a no-postaholic and I can’t do shit about it. It’s a disease that I’ll have to live with until the day I die. Everyday is another step on my 12 steps to recovery. And I’ll be stepping all the way to the grave. Hee-hee, or teh-heh.

Over the weekend I should be finished with my new site design. It’s the same design you see, but with the final touches and crap that my lazy ass never got around to adding back when this design went live. You should see some new links on the side, and my side blogs’ side links should be updated as well. It’s pretty much shit I stole from off of other people’s shit. So, if any of those people step to me all mad, don’t be. You should be happy and honored I stole shit from you. That should tell you that what you got was worth something, something worth stealing. Be proud of yourself. Give yourself a pat on the back. Tell yourself how great you are. And let me keep stealing shit off you.

Royal Rumble

To finish this shit off, the Royal Rumble is this Sunday. I had to talk about the PPV before it hit. I have no predictions. Unlike other years, this Rumble is pretty hard to predict. I don’t think anyone knows who will actually win the battle royal. There were really no breakout stars this year, unless you count Randy Orton, whose push was killed when he lost the World Title a month after he won it. But he isn’t in the Rumble. Instead, he’s fighting Triple H for the title, again. Who knows. He could win. And then you can say that everything is up for grabs.

Here’s a list of this year’s participants: Batista, Booker T, Charlie Haas, Chris Benoit, Chris Jericho, Christian, Dan Puder, Eddie Guerrero, Edge, Gene Snitsky, Hardcore Holly, Jonathan Coachman, John Cena, Kane, Kenzo Suzuki, Luther Reigns, Mark Jindrak, Muhammad Hassan, Orlando Jordan, Paul London, Rene Dupree, Rey Mysterio, Ric Flair, Scotty 2 Hotty, Shawn Michaels, Shelton Benjamin, Simon Dean, The Hurricane, Viscera.

Unfortunately, there are only a limited number of wrestlers who could possibly win the Rumble. These wrestlers are set for a push. High money is on the monster Batista, who will be up to battle Triple H at Wrestlemania for the World Heavyweight Title. Low money is on John Cena who would be up to battle JBL for the WWE Heavyweight Title. And a long shot for contention is Edge. But that seems very doubtful. But if he did win, you could possibly see the involvement of Shawn Micheals in some way. Shawn Micheals did headline the event last year. So, I guess you could add him as a long shot, possibly ending with something similar to the three way match that headlined last year.

Some are hoping for a complete swerve, something reminiscent of last year when Benoit won the Rumble and switched from the Smackdown WWE Title to the Raw World Title. That could include somebody out of left field winning, like Rey Mysterio. You could also have Triple H drop the title before Wrestlemania and have him go against Batista in a non-title match, which means that it wouldn’t matter if Batista won on Sunday. But that may not happen, unless the boys upstairs don’t mind somebody like Orton in the main event spot at Wrestlemania, which is another long shot.

You could also have somebody like Booker T or Eddie Guerrero win, have JBL drop the title against the one who doesn’t win, and you’d have Booker T versus Eddie Guerrero for the WWE Title. I wouldn’t see that as anything worser than Cena versus JBL, which could completely suck because Cena is still all flash and completely green in the ring, and JBL is just big and slow. But it looks like that’s where they’re heading with the Smackdown main event spot. Although, I wouldn’t mind seeing Cena turn heel and have the Rock come back for his annual visit and take him on. Cena would have to win by cheating, but I think that match would work ten times better. Plus, it would come off as a passing of the torch time of thing.

On the Raw side, the clear choice, the only choice to win seems to be Batista. In fact, like I said, he’s the top choice between both brands. If Batista wins, he’s most likely facing Triple H. Their storyline has been simmering under the surface for the past few months. The only likely payoff would be for Batista to face Triple H no matter if he has the belt or not. The only problem I have with Batista is that I just don’t think he’s ready for the belt, which is why I believe it’s possible that Triple H could drop the title before Wrestlemania. He hasn’t really developed when it comes to delivering promos, plus his style is still pretty two dimensional. There’s very little flash in his style. He’s slow and powerful. That’s his shit. But I don’t think I could get hyped up for future Batista title defenses. And I don’t think many of the people at the WWE think he’s ready either. Which means that we could have even more of Triple H as heavyweight champion. And we all know that that’s a bad thing, don’t we?

Cubs V Yankees. Wouldn’t that have been sweet. Too bad the Cubs are a bunch of p-u-s-s-i-e-s. Best pitching in the league and can’t win against Bush Leaguers. Now they’re fighting amongst each other and blaming the fuckin’ announcers.

Punk ass chokey beyotches. You don’t deserve the fuckin’ pennant.

Georgie made’em cry. Flair made’em bleed.

Actually, he made’em scream, holler, and bleed,.. all night long. We can’t forget the all night long.

Monday saw a retard making out with a retard, with only one of them pretending to play the part. You guess which one.

I thought it was funny that John Cena would win the US Championship last Sunday. I heard he wouldn’t be around for awhile, shooting some movie or something. Now it makes sense. Or at least I think it makes sense. I’m actually glad that Carlito won. It wasn’t a great match. And the finish was okay. But the belts’s off Cena, and that’s a good thing.

In fact, it was the only good thing about Smackdown tonight, which went by pretty slow and uneventful. although the Kidman-Haas match was pretty good, even though Kidman still can’t cut it as heel or face. No spark whatsoever. And that swagger wasn’t swagger, it was switching. If I didn’t know any better, the fact that he’s married to Torrie Wilson, I would think that Kidman were… You know… Flimsy in the taint. You.. You get me.

And wasn’t it funny when the crowd booed Kidman when he wouldn’t do the shooting star press on Jackie. Sadistic bastards. Funny thing, I was actually rooting for the move, too. So, does it make him a heel because he didn’t perform the move on a hapless woman? I don’t know.

Something similar is going on over on Raw. Is Kane supposed to be a face now? Am I supposed to care that he lost a baby he coerced a woman into having? Am I supposed to feel sorry for him, the same man who got a woman who hates him to marry him by beating up her boyfriend? And is a man named Gene Snitsky supposed to be the antagonist in this whole affair, a man who was fighting for his life in the ring against a sadistic madman who was intent on hurting him, and out of fear, attacked the madman and incidentally knocked the madman onto his pregnant wife causing the miscarriage? He’s the villain? Come on.

Gene Snitsky? Snitsky? Come on. Give me better than that. I know he’s a glorified jobber, but they could have gone ole’ school and gave him a gimmick name. Low Brow? Cave Boy? The Domi-jobber? Something. They could have given the boy something. Instead, we’re left with a crappy jobber heel named, Snitsky. And the face, the facial expressions, something out of a Popeye cartoon. Where the hell did they get this dude? They should have made him play the retard. Then we would have had something.

Although I’m ripping on this shit, I do think it’s a good idea. Mix ole’ school booking with new school booking. Everybody remember the crap ole days when the big stars would show up on television only to face no named jobbers. The stars only faced each other in main events, and sometimes that wasn’t even the case. With Snitsky, the boys backstage give us a jobber, give him a shortlived continuing storyline against a one note star, like Kane, have the match build up over a couple of weeks, make the audience believe the jobber has a chance of beating one note star, and have a nice little main event where jobber is crushed by one note star. Jobber disappears, and one note star moves on to next set of matches. Nobody important gets hurt, and the audience still gets the spectacle that’s associated by one note star.

Perfect. Take Big Show versus Angle. The fans expected more, and yet they got something close to a squash match. Way to treat your top star. Raw finally gets it right with Snitsky. Have someone job to Kane that has no place in the ring with anyone else. They still should have put some work in his name. But still, overall, I believe the Snitsky move was a good move.

Damn.

They’re dropping like flys.

I just found out that the Big Boss Man is dead, apparently from a heart attack.

Rest in peace.

May the blackjack be put to rest.

Yeah. I know.

I was holding off on writing about how they fucked over Orton. Way to go. One month title reign. Dude crowned the next big thing, the youngest man to win WWE heavyweight gold, and they take it all away from him after only one month. They fucked up the next big thing. Now Triple H’s grubby hands have once again taken hold of the title. If only they had kept Orton heel, drew that shit out, just maybe. but we’ll never know.

Now everything has to be reset. Build back the promotion behind Triple H. And unfortunately it makes sense. Because heels build top wrestling stables. Being a heel is the easiest job in the book, and the hardest. Start off insulting the host city, beat down a woman, insult the crowd, beatdown the top face. But being a credible heel is hard work. Just ask Bradshaw. He completely sucked his first few months out. In fact, he still sucks, just quite less than before. He can actually cut a promo. He just has no fuckin wrestling skills. Which is why you very seldom see him wrestle on television.

One of the reasons Eddie’s title reign was so crappy was because he didn’t have a credible heel to go against. Just think if he had Angle back in April doing the matches they’ve been putting together the past couple of weeks. His reign probably wouldn’t be seen as a complete disappointment. Too bad Lesnar had a mid-life crisis and Angle’s neck was still fucked up. Them be the breaks.

Finally figured out what that shit is at the top of my web page. It’s a Blogger navbar, or some shit like that. It’s there in place of the advertisements. I honestly wondered if I was the only one seeing that shit. I still don’t know. In fact, I’ve been to other blogspot websites and they don’t have that navbar. So, I’m wondering. I don’t know. Maybe it’s some shit just I can see. Or maybe they’re rolling this shit out slowly. Or maybe, other people have code in their html that sort of stops that shit from showing up. Or maybe it depends on if someone updates their site. Or their template. Maybe. I don’t know.

Yeah. I know everyone hates the RAW Diva segments on Monday night. And I really wanted Carmella to win it all when it began. But she ain’t into that shit. You can see how weird she acts during the segments. That’s why my focus has shifted to Joy Giovanni. I saw her do some wild booty popping and titty clapping only Nelly’s Visa card would be proud of and I was hooked. She wasn’t all that hot in the beginning, but the more I see her the more I like. Plus, I think she has the right attitude to be in the WWE. You just can’t get weirded out wrestling in your bra and panties in jello pudding in front of a live wrestling crowd. It comes with the territory. And she looks down for whatever.

Plus, I’ve seen some cool facial expressions coming off this chick. I think I’m going wild for her, like in a stalker/star kind of way. I find myself day dreaming about her, thinking about our children together, the neighborhood we live in, the house I surprised her with.

I met her five years ago at a party thrown by a mutual friend of ours. His name escapes me. We quickly hit it off, and soon I moved in with her. We had a small one bedroom apartment on the hip side of town. I had very little money and was starting a brand new job. The new job wasn’t paying me much. But she was cool with it, cause that’s the kind of girl Joy is. With her support, I rose to middle management, and later president. By that time we already had a little girl. And she was so sweet to invite my nephew to live with us.

She would later return me to the arms of Jesus. I wasn’t a church man. In fact, I was a sinner, a man who long ago had turned away from God. She had been so enlightened by the great Creflo Dollar that she wanted me to join with her in the ministry. I refused at first, although I did occasionally watch the great Dollar’s preachings on Sunday morning television, and at times on BET. And I had said a prayer while watching a great preacher with a strong southern accent that when said returned me back to Christ, BORN AGAIN. I was slowly feeling that I was not lost anymore. And I loved Joy so that I could not refuse her wishes that I returned to the church before the great Creflo who recited scripture that felt especially meant for me.

My family loved her and her righteous grace and loving embrace. Her smile lit up a room. And I knew I had to make our union right with the Lord. We had a small wedding ceremony. We married on some tropical island, just my mother, her parents, a couple of friends, and her siblings, if she has any. We had several more children together aftwerwards, all girls except our youngest, a boy who we named after her father. I hit it big and became rich. We started a company together. It grew to be the largest company in the world. I retired. We moved to a farm in the heartland, I finally decided to get a dog. Our children got big and married and gave us grandchildren. We rarely saw them. We grew long and old. And I died, leaving her alone in the world.

End of story.

Windows XP SP2 didn’t kill me. So. I’m on-line.

Damn. I missed SummerSlam. I normally pluck down the dough for Wrestlemania and SummerSlam, but this time I didn’t. And I missed the Toronto crowd acting like asses, which for me makes for an even more entertaining show. Boo the good guys. Cheer the bad guys. Fuck up production. Makes for a great spectacle. I definitely will have to catch one of the replays or get the DVD when it comes out.

I think weird crowd shit like from last night happened when Brock beat the Rock for the title. They were hating on the Rock cause he was on his way to finally leaving wrestling for Hollywood. In fact, he only got the title from the Undertaker, I think, so he could lose it to Brock at SummerSlam. Brock was still the heel back then. And Rock was the face. And they booed his ass out of the arena. Made it easy when he returned the following year to come back as heel. And he did a good job, and time had passed, and the crowd went back to cheering him, against the face Goldberg no doubt. Funny how that shit works out.

The only match I was looking forward to was Benoit v Orton. I honestly didn’t believe Orton would win it. I thought he’d lose and somehow a rematch would be made for the next pay-per-view where he would finally win it, with interference or some shit like that. Why? Because Benoit was a good champion. I liked his title reign. The crowd was into him. I thought they’d milk the shit for all it was worth. Another month wouldn’t have hurt. But I guess they wanted to make history.

And it’s all good. Orton deserves it. He has the potential to become one of the greats in wrestling, and he has the promo and mat skills to make a pretty good champion right now. Now all we have to do is wait for the Hunter v Orton and Evolution buildup. We all know that Triple H doesn’t need Evolution. So, it’s only logical that at some point Flair, Batista and Orton are gonna turn on Triple H. Or more likely, Hunter will slowly turn against the crew. Shit. My nipples are all hard thinking about it. OOOH! They’ll probably string this shit along until the end of the year. Or maybe next year, the Royal Rumble, or some shit like that. I can’t believe I’m actually looking forward to wrestling, or at least Raw wrestling. Because Smackdown still sucks.

I’m probably not the only person thinking this. I’m sure there are thousands of dudes out there, and a couple with web access, that have and will state this very opinion. I mean there are millions of people out there with opinions, and thousands of wrestling fans who love to tell the world what they think, and how X, Y, and Z should have happened. I usually tune out the majority of these people. I mean, opinions are like apple pies, everyone has had one, or will have one.

In fact, I had several pieces of apple pie today. And boy did they taste good. I haven’t had apple pie in some time, possibly a year or so. I couldn’t believe how much I missed this stuff. When I go shopping over the weekend, that’s definitely one of the things I’m getting. And maybe some pizza puffs. I haven’t had one of those in a while. Last week I went shopping, a little bit too late I might add. I went right after everybody went and stocked up on holiday food. They had tore the store up. It wasn’t shit in there. I left empty handed, and hungry. This week I gotta get me some food or I’ll find myself dining on White Castle and Subways. And that’s bad. Trust me.

Okay. Let me get back on topic. What was I about to write about? Raw. Wrestling. I just finished watching Smackdown. And I taped Raw. Unfortunately, my tape didn’t have enough room on it because I missed Joe Schmo 2. Now I saw it on Tuesday, but I thought I was seeing a rerun, because the episode that came on Tuesday was supposed to have come on last week. And last week I taped it, but my tape came up blank because I had relatives over, and they cut the cable box on.

See, I have the cable box set to use the RF Bypass, which lets you watch regular cable without the box. So, you can in effect tape something off the cable box and look at something else while you’re doing that. Now I couldn’t go with the regular RF setup. Instead, I run the line from my cable box through my vcr and to my television. This way I can tape using the timer, but I can only tape the regular analog cable channels. Now, I hook my cable box to my VCR using RCA cables and tape off my back line-in channel. This way I can program my VCR to tape off of AV1 using the timer. All I have to do is turn to the digital station I want to tape from before I’m done. This way I don’t have to be in front of the box, changing channels and shit just to tape something. And I get to use my VCR like it’s supposed to be used.

Anyway, I think I missed this week’s episode of Joe Schmo 2. But I have no idea when it came on. Maybe they switched the times when new episodes come on because I saw the same rerun three times last week when I thought I would be seeing the episode that came on this Tuesday, the episode I think is a rerun from last week. I don’t know. I’ll eventually catch up on the shows.

What I really wanted to talk about was Chris Jericho and Smackdown. The crap finish between him and Randy Orton proves to me that Jericho will never get a legitimate shot at the title on Raw. But on Smackdown, face or heel, the dude has the chance of holding the title for a long time, or at least being taken seriously in the heavyweight race. Add Christian and Matt Hardy, two other under-appreciated Raw performers, to the mix and you have a Smackdown some ways on its road to recovery. Neither are legitimate heavyweight contenders, but they at least add bulk to the U.S Title upper mid-card division. Get the title off of Cena (like they’ve done), move Cena with Jericho, RVD, Guerrero, and two possible returning stars in Big Show and Kurt Angle, and you have yourself a rejuvenated heavyweight division. Booker T could be used to anchor the upper mid-card division with JBL, Hardy, Christian and Dupree. And the Undertaker can go back to being a part-timer.

They already did right by getting the tag titles off the Dudley Boyz. They do nothing for it, and they don’t need the props. Plus, they give Kidman and London a chance to shine and help rebuild the Smackdown tag division. And maybe they’ll finally start giving some love to the Cruiserweight division seeing that TNA Impact is doing well on Fox Sports Net. If you haven’t checked the show out, it comes on Friday afternoon in most of the big cities. The set-up is still crap, but the spots are over the top. And I’m willing to put up with a promotion where Jeff Jarrett is your champion only if I don’t have to pay to see that bullshit on a regular basis.

Impact Show listing